Sunday, April 23, 2006

Where Is Your Heart

Where is your heart,
day after the rain?
Is it wringing out wash
you left hanging
to catch night tears?
Is it wandering
a dirt road
with dust groupies
like scavengers,
tearing at your steps?
Did you throw it
on a night stand, like
quarters, dimes and keys,
while you wrapped around foreign words
under sheets you didn’t know?
It’s not here with me
sharing birdsong and petrichor;
where is your heart,
day after the rain?

(all rights reserved Pat Paulk 2006)


Anonymous said...

Every time I read this one, it makes me feel like crying in a good way.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

very nice --- very thoughtful--

Natalia L. Rudychev said...

Deep, thoughtful, and at the same time light like the drops gliding from leaf to leaf after the rain.

Pris said...

I like this!

I've just now been able to get blogger to post for me (my own blog or comments), but here I am, better late than never:-)

polona said...


floots said...

and you've taught me a new word
petrichor - i will savour it

Tim S said...

Happy belated birthday Pat! "Where is Your Heart"? Good question for me to think about at the moment... Thanks.

Pat Paulk said...

AA, thank you, as always!!

Thanks Andrew!

Natalia, I have contemplated the depth of a raindrop, and, found it was too deep for me. Thank you!!

Pris, thank you! No schedules here, just moments!

Ah, Polona, we continue to trade our praise back and forth. Hopefully, for a very long time!! (birthdays withstanding)

Floots I would like to take credit for that but here's where I got it and fell in love with it!

Tim, don't let the pondering get too long and burdensome. Thanks!!

Russell Ragsdale said...

This is wonderful Pat! This sings an excellent song and makes rhymes in never heard syllables. I laughed, I cried, I crawled away in hopes of sleep and clawed against the night for morning.

sangeet said...

Lovely..evocative Pat!